Plainsong  26743

Locations in Harold's Library

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            [0] => Stop. Along this path, in phrases of light, / trees sing their leaves. No Midas touch / has turned the wood to gold, late in the year / when you pass by, suddenly sad, straining / to remember something you're sure you know.|c
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